I can't ever remember the last time i stayed at home on a friday night. And honestly, I can't remember feeling as bad as I do right now. Feeling like I'm being caged... totally feeling the apt and appropriate phrase that comes to mind, FML. Ugh.. and this is only the first night of captivity. I cannot go on any further.. the walls are closing in.. being suffocated.. talk about being overly melodramatic. The best part is, I'm actually looking forward to college on Monday. And that is how sad my situation is